You said your secret Christmas dream was to have a list of the favorite books of those in our family. Turns out, this was a difficult task. For people like us, favorites can be hard to come by. But we thought hard, culled our lists, set aside our reservations about ignoring most of the readerly world, and (mostly) made the tough calls in order to make your Christmas dream come true.We love you so much. And we're so glad to have you in our family of readers.

N: Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card
S: Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card
C: Socks by Beverly Cleary; The Secret Series by Pseudonymous Bosch; Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling

D: Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card; Purity of Heart by Soren Kierkegaard; The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery
A: Animal Dreams by Barbara Kingsolver
S: Amazing Pokemon Guide Book by Modern Publishing (Dan: "We tried to
encourage him away from this one to something more literary, but alas. .
.")
M: My Friend Is Sad by Mo Willems
E: Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky
A: The Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman; Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen; Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card; The Anatomy of Peace by The Arbinger Institute
I: The Hobbit by J.R. Tolkien
A: Nerds by Michael Buckley
E: Nate the Great by Marjorie Sharmat

S: For the Time Being by Annie Dillard; The English Patient by Michael Ondaatje
J: Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card; The Peacegiver by James L. Ferrell

Jos: James and the Giant Peach by Roald Dahl
Jac: The Westing Game by Ellen Raskin; Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky (Jacob: "Picking is hard!")
P: The Oxford Book of American Poetry (Favorite poet: A.R. Ammons)
R:
The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery; Till We Have Faces by
C.S. Lewis; Persuasion by Jane Austen; Walk Two Moons by Sharon Creech

Sunday, December 16, 2012

I'm always on the lookout for a go-to chewy ginger snap recipe. These are neither as chewy nor as dark as I want mine to be, but they are delicious (if a little sweet). They were especially good after I'd refrigerated the dough for five days or so. I baked them for seven minutes at 350 (my oven runs hot), and they were puffy, toasted, and chewy. Very nice.

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

A Utah classic that didn't make it into Mom's repertoire until at least 1994, when my second oldest brother left home. He says that he did not grow up eating this and that it is not part of his understanding of family classics. It is part of mine.

My mom made essentially this recipe for our baked beans for years, and I loved them because they were unusually indulgent (my mom didn't do indulgent all that often). Now I realize it's because they had so much sugar. It turns out it's a recipe my mom credits my grandmother, her mother-in-law, with. My Grandma Olson passed away this Fall. I record this recipe in her honor and in ours. If my memory serves, it's rockstar.

This recipe is included mostly out of nostalgia. Once I stumbled on this pie in some cookbook I had, I made it very often, especially my sophomore year, as I forayed into self-sustenance. I named it "Elephant Pie" for some reason no longer clear to me, but back then, I thought it was so clever. I was also 19.

2 eggs
1 14-oz can sweetened condensed milk
1 1/2 t finely shredded lime peel (note: I guarantee I did not use this in college; I did not buy fancy fresh produce like limes until at least grad school, if not later)
1/3 C lime juice

My cousins' cousins moved to Long Island in the 90s, making them our closest "relatives." Their mother, my essentially Aunt Janeel, bowled us over with her strength of character, her productivity, and her amazing bread. My mom adopted it quickly in our household. I've never made it, but I have the recipe should I decide I ever need French Bread pronto.

I am--and was particularly in college--terrible with yeast, but a friend from my freshman floor made what I thought were the most delicious breadsticks. I couldn't persuade her to make them nearly as often as I wanted her to, but I did successfully get the recipe. Here 'tis, for posterity. Thank you, Krista.

I've never made this, but I've eaten it. The Krugers were some of our best family friends when I was growing up on Long Island, and they would occasionally serve this at their house for dinner or at potluck events. It was made ofso many things we never had at my house. It was the stuff my adolescent dreams were made of.
3 split chicken breasts
1 pint sour cream
1 can cream of mushroom soup
1/2 green pepper
1/2 onion
1 can green chile sauce

Layer with grated cheese, taco chips, and Fritos. Bake at 325 until done.

A good friend of mine in college brought this over to my house for a dinner party and baked it in the downstairs oven (not the one Itypically used, since I lived on the upper floor) during dinner. It spilled all over, and my friend the baker promised he'd clean it up. But in the rush of the fun, he didn't, and that charred pool of chocolate stayed in the oven for the rest of the school year--maybe from August through April. My downstairs roommates often jokingly complained about the hassle of that burnt chocolate pool cramping their baking style--dramatically ruing the day my baker friend came to dinner--but the truth is they didn't need that oven. They didn't bake. That wasn't the downstairs style. Eventually someone cleaned up it, and I forgot all about it until I found this recipe. Because the truth was, this cake was amazing.

Annie was one of my three best friends during my college years. We lived together sophomore year, and she delighted us perpetually with her charming eating habits (e.g., grapes in milk) and charming personality. I found this recipe for her Special K bars, which I remember being much more decadent than our impoverished student life usually boasted.

1. Preheat oven to 350. Get out 1 1/2- or 2-quart casserole dish. Spray casserole dish with Pam (note: this may not be necessary as the recipe does not call for it, but I do it precautionarily).
2. Boil carrots, drain, and puree in food processor or high-quality blender.
3. Add sugar, flour, vanilla, butter, nutmeg, and salt to processor/blender. Blend.
4. Add eggs. Blend.
5. Pour into casserole dish. Bake 40 minutes or until firm on top but not dry looking.

Alternative: You can add a topping (1/2 C walnuts ground in food processor, 3 T brown sugar, 2 t butter at room temperature) after casserole has cooked 35ish minutes (or until it begins looking firm but is not fully set) and bake for 10 minutes. But I haven't yet, since the dish is already (a) fairly sweet, (b) fairly decadent, and (c) awesome. The nuts might add a nice crunch, however.

I rediscovered a binder of recipes I put together while in a college home ec class, and it turns out, I saved some really good recipes I'd long since thought I'd forgotten. But I have them! And I will now be transcribing them to my blog, for greater utility and longer use. I start with the recipe for what I recall as some seriously amazing banana bread (at least as made by a former neighbor at Moon Apartments, 2000 - 2001, named Anne Marie, who was smiley and sweet and I cannot for the life of me remember her last name). Here's to 2000 and to Anne Marie.

Pour batter into two loaf pans with bottoms greased. Bake bread on low racks until it bounces back to touch. (1 hour or so.)

Note: Today I used this recipe for the chocolate chips, because I made the bread on a day when I wasn't eating sugar (substituted honey for sweeteners in both the chips and the bread): http://www.traditional-foods.com/recipes/homemade-chocolate-chips/.

Note two: Yes, this was just as I remembered it--moist, silky, and delicious.

Monday, November 05, 2012

My parents, sister Beka, brother Nate, sister-in-law Brittyn, nephew Soren, and niece Coco live on Long Island, just ten minutes east of JFK. My mom sent this email out today about their experience with Hurricane Sandy. Amazing to think about what life is like for them and their neighbors right now--a strange mix of war torn barrenness and 21st century normalcy. Long lines for gas, intermittent wi fi, candle light, cell phones, cold water, and Wal-mart. I love Mom's account for sharing some of these details. I thought the world should know her account too.

Sunday, November 4, 2:30pm

I have a quiet minute and this
computer is charged for the moment, so I thought I would write some
about our experiences during Hurricane Sandy. It has been quite a week
since her advent. Outside today it is sunny and very quiet---no planes
are going overhead, although I know some are landing. I can hear sounds
from the kitchen where JoAnn is working her kitchen magic on our
gas stove and Nate and Brittyn are getting ready to take Brit to the
airport to catch her plane to Houston. It has been fortunate for us
that she was able to be here to work the last two weeks.

Last Saturday was a lovely autumn day, Homecoming at South [High]. We made
a 100 sweet rolls to sell at the Festival for the PTSA, there was a
parade, floats and a football game. Jeffery was in Boston for a stake
conference at Peter's stake. Things were peaceful and we were all
getting ready for the incoming storm, though people weren't really sure
of what the effects would be. We had shopped on Friday morning getting
extra batteries and milk. We tried to buy a generator, but they sold out
just as I got there.

On Sunday it was overcast and things felt more serious. Nate felt
impressed to leave church and on the way home he saw a man selling
generators in the parking lot. He and Britt made a great executive
decision and we were the lucky owners of a generator---which has been
such a blessing!(It was also a blessing to the man who had bought six of
them and made a lot of money in the American tradition.) Our neighbors
gave Nate some pointers: caulk the garage door shut and learn how to
open and close the sewer.Nate took Malinka's up and bagged up their sand
pile to add to our sandbag pile. Some of the neighbor's displays were
very impressive--three bags high along the entire front of the house.
The wind started increasing and Jeffery was able to change his ticket
for an early return which was great because his might have been the last
flight in that night. We had a lovely open house at the church in spite
of the storm using the public affairs program, Mormon's Next Door. It
was great and a few brave souls came inspite of the storm. We decided
to park our car at the Mall on an incline higher than our neighborhood.

On Monday the winds were rising, but there was little rain and
Jeffery and Nate had time to do some last minute planning. Jeffery felt
directed to cover the garage door with plastic and staple it up and
wedge the edges with sandbags. Nate and Jeffery were getting gas when
the little car refused to start. The repairman came out and said he
would work on it on Monday so they left if there and he was nice enough
to bring them home.

We settled in to wait. The wind was dramatic. High tide was coming
in to peak at 8:30pm. We were ready with the pumps and kept checking.
The lights began to flicker and we realized that the trees were going
down and we could hear and see the transformers explode. Our lights
flickered as the trees in the two yards in back of ours went down over
the lines and people saw the transformer go. We were checking outside
and I think it was about 9:00 that the water started in the gutters down
the sides of our street. It surprised us that it was coming from the
other side of the neighborhood on the west side instead of the stream
that is by the houses across the street.

We all went outside and began working, some of us bailing in the
driveway and some of us building a dam of branches with leaves across
the driveway. (Who decided that having a driveway that goes down to a
basement garage was a good idea in this neighborhood anyway?) Brittyn
was the force behind the dam and it was working, keeping the flow from
pooling in our driveway, but it didn't take long for us to realize this
was a different scenario from last year's Irene. I have a clear image by
the eerie light of the full moon somehow reflecting under the clouds of
Brittyn up to her waist in water in the middle of the street as the
water was rising.

When it was up to the sidewalk we knew the battle had to be
different. Nate and Jeffery went inside with hand pumps and were pumping
the water that was seeping around the edges of the garage door. We had
several different barriers of sandbags at that point, by the new door
and wall into the basement and across the door into the family room
where the furnace and water heater were. This battle went on until 2AM.
The garage door was bowing in precariously. Outside the water rose to
the top of the bricks in our driveway and then above to the front steps.
At that point the river was from our neighbor's front porch across the
street to ours and as far down as we could see. At one point we worried
that we might have to evacuate so we flipped the switch on the boiler,
but soon realized that we would all stay, but the water heater wouldn't
start again.

We could see dozens of car that were flooded up to their doorhandles
and our neighbor's sandbags were all underwater. Miraculously for us,
at about 2am the water started receding and we all came in and showered
with what was left of the hot water and agreed to get up at 4am to bail
and see what would happen as the tide came in again. It was a short
night and we gingerly put on our wet clothes again to go out. We found
about 3 feet of water still in the driveway, about one foot in the
garage, about 3 inches in the hallway, and the great news was we only
had an inch or two in the family room. The furnace was saved since we
had put in on blocks when it was installed, and the water heater too. We
had spent the weekend taking all of Nate and Brittyn's boxes from the
crawlspace upstairs, as well as the emergency equipment and the tools.

We were really spared the worst of the storm because the tide didn't
rise again. We spent the early morning bailing the driveway just in
case and to decrease the pressure on the door, but it had held! We were
without power, but were were so grateful. The gas range worked, we
still had the water that was ok to use and the sewer system was still
intact. This has been a great blessing and many people have had to spend
the week in the increasing cold without these amenities. We got our
generator going and we have been able to save what was in the frig. Our
friend JoAnn Kovaly who lives in the apartments between us and the Mall
brought down her things from her frig and you should be here to see the
meals that she has prepared! She is quite a cook---we have had a lovely
fish and rice soup, beef fried rice, burritos, lemon chicken and pasta
and tonight there is chili simmering in the kitchen.
We have all enjoyed this as have many of our neighbors!

JoAnn
said that during the storm she heard a commotion at midnight. People
were yelling to each other to move their cars because their parking lot
was flooding. They drove their cars up over the grass between the
buildings to get them out. One car on the road was engulfed in flames
and the firefighters were there in the middle of the storm to fight it.
When our power went out, Jeffery called LIPA and they were also there
during the storm.

We had a chance in the next two days to survey the damage. All the
homes along our street were flooded nearly to the school. The two trees
that went down behind us were huge, but not as big as many in the
neighborhood. Nearly every street was blocked by an uprooted tree, but I
only saw one that was resting on a house, though several crushed cars.
Whole parking strips and sidewalks were ripped up as these trees went
over. It is so dramatic. In the entrance of our area many giant trees
went down and more in the park across the street. The power people
really have their work cut out for them.

The area south of us along the shore, all in our District is pretty
devastated. The ocean went up over Long Beach and Far Rockaway to the
bay on the other side. Joe S.'s father had water through his first
floor and lost both his cars. That was the norm. Occasionally the water
would spare some cars here or there and some neighborhoods even had
power--Helene H. and the neighbors on her side kept theirs even
though she has a live power line across her porch. We spent Tuesday
carrying out all the things that were in the garage---the wood, food
storage buckets and stuff. Even though we were really spared, there
still was a ton of stuff to carry out, discard or disinfect so it could
be put back. We had put out airconditioners on chairs and stacked the
critical wood, but it was still a mess. President Bevington and Teresa
came on Tuesday evening and helped us out. Most of the Island was out of
power and many parts had been flooded. Entire sections had been washed
away. Several marinas were lost and even the boats in dry storage were
had floated everywhere---even through houses. One man had five boats on
his property.

Jeffery has been working tirelessly on the emergency planning with
the stake and mission presidents since the storm was predicted. Since
our internet was out and our phone service has been very spotty the
planning and meetings has been tricky. We could charge up with our
generator, but the issue has been getting gas. Jeffery waited on the
standing line at one station for 2 1/2 hours just to fill the gas cans.
The gas lines go for miles at any station that has electricity restored,
and usually they run out before the line does. The supply lines are not
working yet since the refineries were flooded or out of electricity.

Jeffery has been up early and late every day. The church has been
very generous and truckloads of supplies are arriving to central points
in the various states. This all has to be requested and arranged by the
area 70's and the local leaders. The man from the church who helps
coordinate in disasters arrived yesterday with a satellite phone for
Jeffery and some other leaders and 125 gallons of gas for the workers.
Yesterday Jeffery was awakened at 12:30am and got up and has many
inspirations in these early morning hours.

People wanted to help right away. It took the first day to start to
assess the damage and find what had happened to church members and
neighborhoods. To get things started since the Mission President here
was ready to let his missionaries get busy, Jeffery told them to come to
our neighborhood since there were so many needs. It was a happy sight
to see the dozens of elders and sisters getting out of their cars in
front of our house. One elder who had been in our area and helped us
with our home said he recognized the address and said, "Oh no, not again
for the Olson's!" They went door to door asking to help, and it only
took a little while until that nice army of missionaries were doing
their great work! Some of Nate's pictures and the quotes from our
neighbors are apparently on the Church website.

We had Sacrament meeting for an hour yesterday morning as a
district and then the branch members were off to Far Rockaway which is
on the shore line to the south west. They were met there with about 400
other members from Queens who came in by bus. They worked all day in
hard hit neighborhoods where people lost their basements and first
floors as well. Someone pulled out her college graduation diploma out of
a wet bucket to show Soren and Beka. People were so grateful for the
help. One man had owned an Italian restaurant and he found a way to cook
all day and kept the pasta coming outside his house for the volunteers.
He must have had a gas stove. We have had members there who will have
to move and have lost everything. The Branch President also sent crews
directly south to the Long Beach, Island Park area to search out
inactive members and get work orders in the neighborhoods. Jeffery hopes
that there will be 2000 people there from the Church on Saturday and
Sunday. Tuesday is also a holiday and the church members will work
tomorrow as well. Jeffery will take a group to the Ross Lipsky's
father's dental office in Howard Beach and help clean that out. I hope
we can gather a group of kids from South High to help a neighbor I met
yesterday who is on Heatherfield right by Hook Creek that overflowed. He
said his house was an island and the water rose in his basement up to
the second step below his main floor. His house is really high so that
is incredible. Jeffery said that the destruction on Far Rockaway was
intense and ours would have been just like it if the water had risen two
more feet.

The power crews have been in the neighborhood since the beginning.
We hope they can get us into service soon. The temperatures are dropping
at night and we hope we will have electricity before the pipes freeze.
We have a water-baseboard heating system. If the power goes on our heat
should just start up. Our neighbors who got their burners flooded will
have trouble. They will have to wait to have their furnaces replaced.
Last year after Irene we had to wait10 weeks before our gas burner could
be put in and in many places it is not available yet. We haven't been
too cold as of yet. We have the stove going all day cooking and at night
we light the fireplace. We eat by candlelight and we have had some nice
celebrations with our neighbors. We roast marshmallows for dessert, so
you can see that our indoor camping has had some benefits. We bought
some wool socks and a long johns today (Monday) and we still have the
old trick of having the children sleep together to stay warm.

Our green car had some electrical problems coming back from the
airport last night and Nate waited for two hours in the cold before AAA
could get to him. The guy says his family owns 36 stations and only a
few of them had gas and they were charged a huge surcharge so they sold
it to customers at somewhere around $5.50 a gallon. The lines at the gas
stations that I saw opened this morning (two) were about six blocks
long, better than the weekend.

At BJ's I heard this woman yelling at her son---"Don't you dare ask
for anything when you have just lost your house!" She did it in several
different places and I'm sure she needed some validation and comfort.
School should start for our kids on Wednesday just in time for the
predicted Nor'easter. They are hoping that it won't bring flooding or
more problems for the electrical work. The power company is set up at
the Mall for a headquarters, they have poles, lots of trucks and
equipment there with a fleet of cherry-pickers. Beka is scheduled to go
into the City tonight with her friends to see Phantom of the Opera. They
bought group tickets some time ago and it seems like a bit of welcome
normalcy. The trains and getting back to business. They said they are
crowded and sporadic. Sometimes so full that no one can get on and you
just have to wait for another. Nate took the train this morning to work
and Jeffery took the bus.

Our phone service has been very spotty, as has been our ability to
charge the phones and computer. We borrowed a wifi connection so I can
only use it to send for a moment. Thank you for your calls, your love
and prayers. Dale offered to bring gas to us and we almost took him up
on it but we are fine for the next few days. Thank you Dale and Kitty! I
can't get to my account, but Coco had been using hers before the storm
so I will send it to Anika to forward it to everyone she can. I will
send pictures when I can get back to our computer, this one does not
have a card reader.

I was reading the scriptures on Sunday morning and read in JST Luke
3:4-11 about the beautiful mission of the Savior as listed in Isaiah
61:1-4. For behold, and lo, he shall come, as it is written in the book
of the prophets, to take away the sins of the world, and to bring
salvation unto the heathen nations, to gather together those who are
lost, who are the sheepfold of Israel, Yea, even the dispersed and
afflicted;and also to prepare the way, and make possible the preaching
of the gospel to the Gentiles; And to be a light unto all who sit in
darkness, unto the uttermost parts of the earth; to bring to pass the
resurrection from the dead..." I had to laugh because I was sitting in
bed snuggled under the covers in the dark with a flashlight over my
shoulder.

Any light on a very dark cold night is welcome. Our lamp in the
kitchen is like a beacon both welcoming and tormenting to those who are
sitting in the dark. The full moon on the night of Sandy still lit up
the night despite the clouds so we could see to work outside as the
waters were rising. The candles on the dinner table and the flicker of
the fireplace are comforting and warming. The light of someone's smile
as they come to help and the person who smile's gratefully in return are
beautiful and exemplify that when we hold up our candles we are the
light of the world, and "others seeing our good works will glorify their
Father in Heaven." But the sunlight keeps us alive and the Savior is
literally and figuratively the light of the world. 3 Nephi 18:24 says
"Therefore, hold up your light that it may shine unto the world. Behold I
am the light which ye shall hold up,---that which ye have seen me do."

We are grateful for the Savior, for the gospel, for the
preparations suggested by our leaders that have lessened our fears and
discomforts, for the preparation and generosity of a Church full of
people who make it possible for the resources to alleviate much
suffering in difficult times, and the good neighbors and friends that we
have here in New York---pray for them. We are bundled up--alive and
well and we love you all! Take care, Love Julie

3. Preheat oven to 350.
4. In a large bowl beat butter, add sugar, 1/8 tsp of food coloring, 1 egg at a
time, beating well. In another bowl, stir together milk, lemonade concentrate,
and extract; it will curdle, but that's okay.

Pink Lemonade Buttercream Frosting

1. In a large bowl, beat butter about 30 seconds
2. Add
marshmallow and frozen concentrate. Beat until smooth.
3. Add sugar,
beat until light and fluffy.
4. Frost cake after it has cooled and the frosting is at room temp.

To make the different layers, slice the cakes in half with a serrated knife,
sawing gently back and forth. Alternate the colors.

Thursday, August 09, 2012

I'm not big on centerpieces--I think tableware and food done right are so beautiful that they are all the
decoration a table needs--but weddings present specific design
difficulties often enhanced by something going on. So, for a dear
friend (the lovely Rebecca R), I'm investigating possible (a) lovely,
(b) possibly functional/tasty, (c) simple, and (d) cost-efficient
Autumnal centerpieces for her October wedding luncheon in Portland.
Below is mostly just for me and her as I/we brainstorm, but if you are
reading this and you want to chime in with a link or idea, feel free.

Note: I don't love all of these, but I love some, and I think the rest are inspirational in some way or another.

Tuesday, August 07, 2012

Forever Desserts
Ultimate Coconut Cakehttp://reviewofrecipes.blogspot.com/2008/09/peninsula-grills-ultimate-coconut-cake.html
(I made this for Jed for our one-year anniversary yesterday; we haven't yet even finished our original slices of cake, it was SO rich--and so, so decadently, ultimately delicious. Note: I added a sprinkle more of kosher salt to every component, I forgot the sugar syrup, and I doubled the cream cheese in the frosting. Good decisions, all.)